Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 877 207

"This is impossible!"

  The lava lake of Sulfuron Fortress is surging, and the ancient Fire Lord is roaring. Its huge body is made of fire, and every inch of its body is covered with flames that can burn everything.

   It swings its warhammer and can cause earth-shaking destruction.

   It wields its power, and it can make everything tremble with the roar of flames.

   It only needs to move a finger to make the fire of life spontaneously ignite and burn the mind.

   Its roar caused the magma underground to rush up, covering the body of the ignorant intruder in a posture of submerging everything.

   Such a terrifying force is enough to destroy a city and a country. The ridiculous civilization of mortals is like a toy in front of the ancient elemental monarchs. However, today's destruction seems to be mixed with water.

  Whether it is the impact of the flames, the waves of destruction, or the burning of the flames, none of them can hurt those bugs.

   They stood in the wash of lava, throwing their ridiculous tricks at Ragnaros the Great.

   Something is wrong!

   The angry Fire Lord immediately realized that something was wrong.

   It roared and waved a huge warhammer wrapped in golden flames, and slammed down towards the elves and orcs in front of him. Brox grabbed Fenna's phase barrier and protected him and the elf warriors with a perfect block.

   In the slam of the shield again, he pushed the flame warhammer, which was bigger than the city gate, and retreated to a safe area with the reverse thrust.

   This terrifying blow caused Fenna's poor legendary shield to crack several more scars, which made the stupid warrior very distressed, but the Sulfuron flame attached to the flame king's warhammer slid from her body like water.

   failed to ignite her.

   Not even incineration triggers.

  The Lord of Fire is very powerful. Even if the element is cloned here, it is definitely one of the most powerful elements that exists in the material world of Azeroth.

   But it cannot fight itself with its own strength.

The power from the realm of fire blesses these intruders, so that they will not be hurt by the power of the flames. If they are in the realm of the realm of fire, the Fire Demon King can easily dispel the blessing of flames. .

   But in the material world, especially in the avatar of the element that has been cut off from the world of fire, it is difficult for it to disperse the power of the source from the invaders.

   "Traitor!"

  Ragnaros isn't smart, but he's definitely not dumb either.

   The situation is already very clear. Among the lords of Molten Core, only Baron Geddon and the administrator have such profound knowledge of flames, and only they know how to correctly use the forbidden power of flames.

   Baron Geddon could not betray it.

  Then who the traitor is, is very clear.

   "Exortus! I will put out your flames!"

   The elemental clone of the Fire Lord roared in anger, but hiding outside the Sulfuron Fortress, the manager who manipulated the three Seals of Eternal Burning just pretended not to hear it.

   instead shouted at the invaders:

   "Hurry up! Hurry up, don't let the tyrant's clone return to the realm of fire! We must defeat it here, and the demise of this power clone will hurt its vitality."

"I'm coming!"

   In the incompetent fury of the Fire King who was backstabbed by his close subordinates, Black, who had been looking for an opportunity, suddenly appeared from the shadows under the flames.

   He was wrapped in the blessing of the flame world, and like a flying insect, he slammed into Ragnaros' "marshmallow" body.

After    the entire hole was pierced, it rolled lightly like a flying bird and landed on the side of the old Lich, who cooperated and threw a slow fall spell on Black.

   And the flame strike in the hands of the pirates has disappeared.

   "Ah! My power!"

   Ragnaros let out an earth-shattering roar, in addition to anger, there was a hint of panic, it felt a "thorn" left in its elemental core.

   That thing is greedily drawing its Sulfuras fire.

   That is the source power of the Flame King, and the most precious treasure of the elemental monarch.

   "Ah! Greedy bug, my power belongs only to me, you can't take it away!"

   The giant-like Ragnaros swung his warhammer wildly, setting off a burning tide of flying lava, but he couldn't even stop the little star from standing proudly in the sea of ​​flames, and the mighty Pose spewing frost at it.

   The dignified king of flames, why was he so aggrieved?

   But you can't do it, you can't run?

   So in a roar, Ragnaros was as cool as it appeared in his debut, and with a swoosh, he dived back into the swirling lava sea, and it was impossible for a group of intruders bugs who were slashing happily.

   "It did it run?"

  The stupid warrior carried the hot silver giant blade and stared at the flame king who disappeared in front of her. She looked back at the others.

   "No, it's just the second stage. Even when the boost was weakened, it was actually let go to the ground. It seems that some of us are paddling."

   "Go down! Quick!"

  The voice of Erwuzi rang again in this scorching land, and with a sense of anxiety, Axothus shouted:

   "The tyrant is disintegrating his power avatar under the lava lake, trying to send himself back to the realm of fire, quickly! Jump down, the power of the flame protects you, and the magma will not hurt you.

   KILL IT!

   or I'll be finished! quick! "

"Jump!"

   Black gestured to the old lich.

  Merry immediately left the place with a flash and went to Axotus to prevent the fire demon Erwuzai from playing the trick of mantis catching cicadas.

   Others, led by pirates, plunged into the lava lake just like swimming. This is an experience they have never had before. After all, human beings are too weak to enjoy swimming in magma.

   Such an opportunity is rare in a lifetime.

  Under the center of the lava lake, Ragnaros, who was decomposing his elemental body, saw that the worm dared to chase after him, and with incomparable grievance and anger in his heart, he roared and stepped forward to fight.

   However, there were two or five young men who rebelled at the front, and then there was the little thing called Flame Strike that continuously extracted core strength, and there was a group of daring bugs sharpening their knives.

   One can imagine the fate of the clones who cannot be supplemented by the power of the Fire Source Realm.

   After a few minutes, the bubbling lava lake finally quieted down with a low whimper and curse, and the giant hammer of the Fire King floated up silently, like an inferior inflatable toy.

   In fact, this is because the elemental clone dissipates, and the warhammer projection of the burning hand is about to dissipate.

   A group of people climbed up from the lava lake, while Little Xingxing and Seanigosa struggled to carry a piece of molten cast left from the elemental clone with their claws and flew out of the lava.

   was like losing a treasure chest, and slammed into the island in the center of the lava lake.

   Until this meeting, everyone realized that they really completed the great cause of expelling the Fire King.

   But it's not the same as the desperate fight they imagined!

   How can there be no **** fight back, or heroic sacrifice?

   At times like this, shouldn't we sacrifice an old orc, shout "Lok\'tarogar!" and then sacrifice yourself, splitting the flame king's elemental body with an axe, and laying a **** scene of victory for others?

  Why is it so easy?

   There is no sense of ceremony at all.

   "Split the spoils split the spoils, cheer up, guys."

  Black didn't care what they thought.

   This kind of personal heroism must not be thought of. Why do you have to make so many fearless sacrifices in a battle that can be simply won?

   Besides, the power of an elemental monarch is nothing more than a clone, where can it be difficult? This is not to rush into the realm of fire sources and face the full-body Balrog King, the elemental demigod Ragnaros.

  嘁, whoever likes to go to such a thing of death, pirates won't go anyway.

   He is now thinking about his own harvest.

   This will just want to get rid of the others quickly, and then enjoy the delicious taste of victory.

"boom"

  The elven sword Salameni swung forward, slicing the still-burning molten cast with one sword, and the tinkling light sprinkled all over the place. The pirate quickly grabbed an eyeball-shaped thing and shoved it into his arms.

   picked up Ragnaros’s cooled core again, coughed and said to the others:

   "I want this. It's a gift to His Majesty the tide hunter. I am such a selfless person, and I will never be greedy for these precious things. You can choose the rest yourself."

Prince Kael'thas clearly saw the small movements of the pirates taking things before, but he rationally pretended not to see anything. This would still maintain the elegance of the royal family. On the projection of the burning hand that was about to dissipate, it would shine brightly. The Brilliant Flamestrike Longsword is retrieved.

  This crystal-like magic sword seemed to have melted at this time, but the knowledge of the supreme flame contained in it fascinated His Royal Highness the eyes.

   At this moment, he was still handsome, but like a handsome idiot, he also showed a strange and deep smile.

   He was not holding a sword.

   This is the future!

   belongs to the bright future of Quel'Thalas.

   After getting the Flaming Strike, the prince put it properly into the treasure box that had been prepared, and some disregarded his image, using a magic chain to carry the treasure box behind him.

   turned back and said to the others:

   "Quel'Thalas has already received the best reward, and we will not take a penny for the rest of the treasures. If you come to the city of elves one day, you will be treated as honored guests.

   The Sunstrider will always remember today's great victory, but it's time to go.

   Everyone, see you later. "

After   , Prince Kael'thas hurriedly left the heart of flames with his attendant.

   They must send the flaming blow melted by the Sulfuras fire back to the Sunwell as quickly as possible, and use the supreme magic of the Sunwell to help the Elf Excalibur complete the final completion.

   This is the real deal!

  All treasures have to give way in front of it, as for the Dark Iron Legion that is blocking there around the Molten Core.

   There are 10,000 ways to avoid mages like Kael'thas. The flame king has been raised, are you still afraid of your group of flame demons?

The departure of the    elves was expected by everyone, no one stopped them, and everyone was waiting to share the spoils.

   "Well, the jewels and pendants of the Fire Lord, and this crown of destruction, are enough for me to summon back my own flame essence from the realm of fire, and no longer be subject to tyrants.

  I want these! "

   The biggest hero of this battle, Erwu Axortus, knew the secret treasures of the Fire Lord, and he took three of them without hesitation.

   But the little star suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the Balrog Jewelry in Axothus's hand.

   she said with bright eyes;

   "I want this! This is so pretty, let it go! Or I'll bite you!"

   "Retreat! The ignorant dragon."

   The manager turned his head to look at Black and yelled angrily:

   "Never mind your greedy dragon servant, human, this is the promised reward!"

   "You just need them to summon back your Essence of Flame, and after you're free, this jewel is useless."

  Black pouted and said:

   "It's an honor for my schoolgirl to see this thing, my dear manager.

  You can't mess with her. She is the favorite disciple of Dean Lanyue of Nar'Thalas Academy. You have to coax her to say something nice for you, so as not to provoke the terrifying lich. "

   These words made the black fire demon silent for a while, it hesitated, and said:

   "Okay, after I'm free, I'll give her this jewelry, but I'll take an extra trophy."

After   , the fire demon stretched out his hand again and held a golden flame fragment in his claws.

   It says to others:

   "This is the eternal burning shard of the realm of fire. Only elemental creatures can absorb its power, and you can't use it if you take it. There is also that thing, that is the power essence of the flame tyrant, I suggest you use it quickly.

  Look, it's about to go out. "

   Under the guidance of Axotus, Blake held a burning golden flame in his hand, and the character card immediately gave the entry:

  Name: Pure Flame Essence

  Quality: Legend

  Item Effects:

   Enchant the same item with pure flame, making it enhanced with [Pure Flame], causing continuous flame damage to surrounding enemies, and not adding the armor-piercing effect of [Flame Piercing].

   This effect has the most advanced ignition characteristics and cannot be saved by most protective effects.

  Item Description:

   This is a remnant of the Fire Lord's core strength, but it still has the effect of turning decay into magic.

"Snapped"

  Blake slapped the flame on his Salameni sword without hesitation. The elf sword seemed to be ignited at this moment, and then cooled down quickly.

The elven rune on the    sword body seemed to be lit up, making the silver-gray sword body float like a layer of faint fire.

   "Essence of the Fire Lord"

  The old lich is also a know-it-all. He picked up a piece of the eternal burning core from the pile of streamers, handed it to Khadgar beside him, and said:

   "The key to the High Sanctuary of Fire Magic is not as rare as the Fire of Sulfuras that the elves took away, but we don't have a fetish like Flame Strike in our hands.

  This solidified essence is the most suitable medium for our study.

   Khadgar, take it with you.

   It will make you stronger, but send it back to Dalaran when the time is right, the City of Magic has no ability to protect such a thing right now. "

"Um."

   Khadgar took out a strange orb and filled it with the essence of the Fire Lord.

  The caster is very restrained, he only takes one and then he will not take it again.

   And the orcs are very greedy, they put them away whether they are useful or not, and even the smelted things left by the Lord of Flames are taken away. This thing is the avatar of the element monarch smelting strange metals composed of various ores.

  Although the effect is unknown, it is definitely more useful for forging weapons than ordinary ore.

   "After dividing the spoils, it's time for you to leave, everyone."

  Black said to the others somewhat inhumanely:

   "Next, I'm going to do something in the heart of the flames, it's not suitable for you to watch, so can you please investigate the situation of those dark iron dwarves?

  I will come later. "

   (end of this chapter)